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Calling Me Home

Do to me what I do to you Enjoy your time though you're not here Act although nothing is wrong Tell me I'm lifeless and hopeless Hope for another chance In the afterlife I will be waiting So that we may dance Live the life you were shown If it is empty than so be it Further then you may think your grave calls you home Even if you cannot hear it calling your name With it's eerie creepy whisper I can hear it crying your name in a cuddling whimper The calls I hear are here to take you where you belong Home is where you keep your soul forever feeling warm Only I can hear it for it's my voice that cals Unfortunately the time draws near so why do you delay There is plenty of room down here so find a spot today Bring some beer invite a friend so they too enjoy their end Relax and embrace the surrounding heat Enjoy what little you have for there is no defeat And very soon you will see there is room for more There is room for millions so come see the tour Hell is where the heat is, plenty to go around I know it may be a bit too hot but this is where you belong No matter if you like it or not Go ahead and answer my call unbury a grave, invite not one, but all

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